Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ma jeunesse fout le camp , by - Françoise Hardy. Release date: 07.06.2020
Song language: French
Ma jeunesse fout le camp(original) |
| Ma jeunesse fout l’camp |
| Tout au long d’un poème |
| Et d’une rime à l’autre |
| Elle va bras ballants |
| Ma jeunesse fout l’camp |
| A la morte fontaine |
| Et les coupeurs d’osier |
| Moissonnent mes vingt ans |
| Nous n’irons plus au bois |
| La chanson du poète |
| Le refrain de deux sous |
| Les vers de mirliton |
| Qu’on chantait en rêvant |
| Aux garçons de la fête |
| J’en oublie jusqu’au nom |
| J’en oublie jusqu’au nom |
| Nous n’irons plus au bois |
| Chercher la violette |
| La pluie tombe aujourd’hui |
| Qui efface nos pas |
| Les enfants ont pourtant |
| Des chansons plein la tête |
| Mais je ne les sais pas |
| Mais je ne les sais pas |
| Ma jeunesse fout l’camp |
| Sur un air de guitare |
| Elle sort de moi même |
| En silence à pas lents |
| Ma jeunesse fout l’camp |
| Elle a rompu l’amarre |
| Elle a dans ses cheveux |
| Les fleurs de mes vingt ans |
| Nous n’irons plus au bois |
| Voici venir l’automne |
| J’attendrai le printemps |
| En effeuillant l’ennui |
| Il ne reviendra plus |
| Et si mon cœur frissonne |
| C’est que descend la nuit |
| C’est que descend la nuit |
| Nous n’irons plus au bois |
| Nous n’irons plus ensemble |
| Ma jeunesse fout l’camp |
| Au rythme de tes pas |
| Si tu savais pourtant |
| Comme elle te ressemble |
| Mais tu ne le sais pas |
| Mais tu ne le sais pas |
| (translation) |
| My youth is flying away |
| Throughout a poem |
| And from one rhyme to another |
| She's going arms swinging |
| My youth is flying away |
| At the dead fountain |
| And the wicker cutters |
| Reap my twenty years |
| We won't go to the woods anymore |
| The Poet's Song |
| The chorus of two pennies |
| Mirliton's Worms |
| That we sang while dreaming |
| To the boys at the party |
| I forget even the name |
| I forget even the name |
| We won't go to the woods anymore |
| Look for the Violet |
| The rain is falling today |
| Who erases our steps |
| However, the children have |
| Head full of songs |
| But I don't know them |
| But I don't know them |
| My youth is flying away |
| On a guitar tune |
| She comes out of me |
| Slowly in silence |
| My youth is flying away |
| She broke the mooring |
| She has in her hair |
| The flowers of my twenties |
| We won't go to the woods anymore |
| Here comes the fall |
| I will wait for spring |
| Stripping away the boredom |
| He won't come back |
| And if my heart quivers |
| It's that the night descends |
| It's that the night descends |
| We won't go to the woods anymore |
| We won't go together anymore |
| My youth is flying away |
| To the rhythm of your steps |
| If you knew though |
| How she looks like you |
| But you don't know |
| But you don't know |